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260 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 13, 2015
“Life isn't perfect, people aren’t perfect, but there are moments that are.”No one writes like Amy Harmon. And no one can deliver such beautiful, powerful and profound stories consistently like she does. All of her stories are special and unique. Her characters are perfectly flawed and wonderful.
“The most intimate thing we can do is allow the people we love most to see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect.”
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"I watched Millie because she fascinated me. She was a brand new species, an intoxicating mix of girl and enigma, familiar yet completely foreign. I’d never met anyone like her, yet I felt like I’d known her forever.”
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"The most intimate things we can do is to allow the people we love the most to see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect."
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“If heaven was the octagon, then she was my angel at the center of it all, the girl with the power to take me down and lift me up again. The girl I wanted to fight for, the girl I wanted to claim. The girl who taught me that sometimes the biggest heroes go unsung and the most important battles are the ones we don’t think we can win.”
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"When you're with me,I feel like I glimpse a David nobody else knows is there.It's the Song of David,and nobody else can hear it but me"
Millie had become my favorite sight,my favorite smell,my favorite taste,my favorite sound.My favorite.But that was never what any of this was about.
It was about me.
“Saying something is “meant to be” is a cop out. It’s a way for people to deal when they screw up or when life hands them a bowl of shit stew. The things that are meant to be are the things we can’t control, the things we don’t cause, the things that happen regardless of who or what we are. Like sunsets and snow-fall and natural disasters. I’ve never believed hardship or suffering was meant to be. I’ve never believed relationships were meant to be. We choose. In large part, we choose. We create, we make mistakes, we burn bridges, we build new ones.”
Sometimes the most important battles are the ones we don’t think we can win.
“When you’re with me, I feel like I glimpse a David nobody else knows is there. It’s the Song of David, and nobody else can hear it but me.”
“You can run. You can hide.
But here, there, heaven or hell, you can’t escape yourself.”
“Why was it that no one saw her,
yet she was the first thing I saw?”
“And I’d rather have a piece of a dream than no dream at all.”
“He’s the eyes. I’m the heart. He’s the hands, and I’m the head. That’s what my mom used to say.”
“You rescue everyone. You have an invisible cape. You’ve been wearing it your whole life.”
“I’d rather have a piece of a dream than no dream at all.”
“The world was a scary place for most people. For Amelie, it was downright lethal. She was completely vulnerable… And yet she didn’t hesitate at all.”
“She was a brand new species, an intoxicating mix of girl and enigma, familiar yet completely foreign.”
“Millie had become my favorite sight, my favorite smell, my favorite taste, my favorite sound. My favorite.”
“I’m always going to try to protect you. That’s who I am. That’s what I do.”
“You can’t see a song. You feel a song, you hear a song, you move to it. Just like I can’t see you, but I feel you, and I move toward you. When you’re with me, I feel like I glimpse a David nobody else knows is there. It’s the Song of David, and nobody else can hear it but me.”
“Are you going to devastate me David?” she asked.
“God, I hope not,” I prayed aloud.
Anticipation dissolved the lingering space between us, and I pressed my needy lips to her seeking mouth. And then we melded together, hands clinging, bodies surging, music moaning, dancing in the wreckage. Sweet, sweet devastation.
“Too late...” I thought I heard her whisper.
5 STARS
Devastatingly Beautiful, a favorite of the year!
“Sometimes submission meant releasing pride, letting someone else take the reins, trusting someone with your love and your life, even though they didn’t deserve it.”
“He’s special, [Tag] and he makes me feel special.” “I can feel it in my chest, the way I can’t ever really catch my breath when he’s around. I feel it in my stomach too, the way it flips when he says my name. And mostly, I feel it when he talks to Henry. He’s gentle. And he’s sweet.”
“So who takes care of Millie?” I whispered.
“I don’t need to be taken care of, Tag,” I whispered back. “I’ve been trying to tell you that.”
“Need and want are two different things.” I swallowed once, trying to convince myself that I didn’t want what I wanted very, very much.
Sometimes the most important battles are the ones we don’t think we can win.
“He was clearly telling a love story. And my experience with love led me to believe this story would not end well. Love stories tend to be tragic.”
“…I’m all or nothing, all the time.”
“Since the moment I saw you. It devastated me. And I love when a girl devastates me.”
“I’ve never devastated anyone before…”
“We’d run away together as lost boys looking for Neverland and somehow managed to come full circle as men.”
“…the world is too flat, people like me will slide right off.”
“Men have always fought. Women have always danced. We’re as old-fashioned as it gets…we’re timeless.”
“Bullshit. You collect lost causes and charity cases like old, white women collect cats.”
“He’s the eyes. I’m the heart. He’s the hands, and I’m the head.”
“This was where we started our journey. And this is where it ended.”
“Let me be your best of burden, my back is broad to ease your hurtin…”
“I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do…”